Give Lois Something To Wash It Down With

Lois struggled, but Blaze's fingers held her head as in a vise. The reporter could feel the thing writhe inside of her, but she couldn't do anything about it...not with her mouth and throat wrapped around the shemale's cock. It was hard enough to breath as it was.

Blaze smiled as she stared down into the reporter's eyes.

"It will take root soon." The devil's voice cooed. "We just need to water it a little."

Lois shuddered as Blaze broke the seal. She could feel the cock in her mouth tense and widen slightly and then something warm and liquid began to fill her stomach. It reminded the reporter of her days in college, with the beer bongs, feeling the warm, sour **** pour down her throat... The shemale shivered and in a fever of excitement stared down at Lois' eyes. She wanted to watch...

Blaze wouldn't let her go, not an inch. The devil stared down with cruel excitement as the cum, warm with her body heat, filled the reporter's stomach. Saw the tears there in the violent eyes as Lois fought to understand what was happening...and felt the terrible sensation of fullness as the liquid load filled her to the brim, the thing inside of her thrashing and moving of its own accord...

"You should feel it soon," Blaze sighed with relief. "As it connects to your nervous system. Then we'll have some real fun..."